Eating big melon is so refreshing

Lu Fenghua had a cold expression, and his voice was as calm as water, but it exploded in everyone's heart like thunder: "Lu is practicing the ruthless way. Women are just tools for reproduction. There is no need to leave offspring before the age of thirty."

He has shown amazing talent since he was young, and has an extraordinary persistence and understanding of ancient martial arts. He is obsessed with cultivation and pursuing the supreme realm. He believes that love in the world is just a stumbling block on the road of cultivation. In his eyes, women only exist to continue the family bloodline, and if they become a stumbling block to him, they will be eliminated!

As the saying goes: The family remains unchanged, but the emperor changes with time. The Lu family, like a towering mountain, has stood firm and has inherited more than 600 years of glory and vicissitudes. Over the long course of time, it has silently witnessed the rise and fall of three dynasties, like a wise man who has a deep understanding of the world.

Lu Fenghua, as an outstanding descendant of the Lu family, has his own capital and confidence to be arrogant. His innate noble temperament and calmness in his every move all demonstrate his unique identity.

Emperor Longqing sat high on the dragon throne, his eyes were cold and gloomy. He thought to himself: The Lu family has not served as an official for five hundred years, but now Lu Fenghua is participating in the imperial examination. What is his intention? Is the Lu family trying to break the silence of many years and regain greater power in the court? Or is there an ulterior motive behind it? Countless questions churned in Emperor Longqing's mind, making it difficult for him to calm down.

Emperor Longqing asked in a seemingly calm tone, "The Lu family has not served as officials in the court for five hundred years. I am a little curious, why did you take the imperial examination?" However, behind that seemingly gentle tone, there was a deep suspicion and vigilance.

He stared at Lu Fenghua closely, trying to catch a clue from his expression and answer to judge the real intention of the Lu family's action. The emperor's heart was like an intricate web, with every thread intertwined with power and strategy. He knew that any slight negligence could lead to turmoil in the country.

Lu Fenghua's face was calm and his eyes were open, as if all the fog and haze in the world could not obscure the clarity of his heart. He said in a steady and powerful voice: "Because the millennium catastrophe is coming, only the talismans made with literary and official spirits can play a 70% to 80% role in dealing with mutated beasts."

However, deep in Lu Fenghua's heart, he was deeply tired of the imperial power. In his previous life, he had been in the power struggle of the palace, and was used to seeing the faces of those who would do anything for power. Under the gorgeous appearance of the palace, there were endless conspiracies and calculations, and the distortion and darkness of human hearts. He witnessed too many intrigues, and too many innocent people became victims of the power struggle.

In his previous life, Lu Fenghua was forced to get involved in one political whirlpool after another. He had a heart to help the world and the people, and he was eager to use his talent and wisdom to benefit the world. However, the constraints of imperial power repeatedly frustrated his ideals. Those high-ranking dignitaries only cared about their own status and interests, and turned a deaf ear to the suffering of the people.

He gradually understood that under the shadow of imperial power, true justice and fairness were difficult to uphold. The game of power made people cold and cruel, and his passionate heart gradually cooled in such an environment. He was tired of the endless flattery and the hypocritical faces that said one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes.

Lu Fenghua awakened the memory of his past life after the fire. The suspicious Emperor Longqing was definitely not a good monarch. Without the assistance of Wuxiang Guoshi, his throne would be unstable! Without the advent of this thousand-year catastrophe, it is hard to say how long the harmony between the monarch and his subjects can last.

Master Wuxiang has a flamboyant personality, a sharp tongue, and 800 tricks in his head. He is indeed not a good person, but he is a good official and he has done a lot of good things for the people.

The direct descendants of the Baili family have never been large, they have their own bottom line. No matter where they are, they can always accumulate merits and have a good end, and then reincarnate into a wealthy family.

Lu Fenghua's words were half true and half false, but one thing was certain, that is, the effect of talismans did require the blessing of literary and official spirit.

This is also why the imperial court encouraged more people to study and invested a lot of resources every year. Even the poor and remote Huangyang County was not abandoned by the imperial court.

Emperor Longqing was not satisfied with Lu Fenghua's answer. In his heart, he was also very afraid of the rich background of the Lu family. This time, he deliberately chose Lu Fenghua as the top scholar, intending to put him on the spot.

Xiao Chunya watched the swordplay between the Emperor and Lu Fenghua. She ate the fragrant roast duck skin and the tender and delicious sea bass. She took a break from her busy schedule and poured herself a glass of wine. Oops, the wine was alcoholic. Her rosy face, like a ripe apple, was so cute that people couldn't help but want to pinch it.

At this moment, she was intoxicated by the alcohol, but she looked even more adorable. Her big, lively eyes were now watery and misty, with confusion and novelty in them, as if she had seen a different and wonderful world in this drunken state.

Her mouth was slightly open, she was breathing softly, the breath she exhaled had a hint of the mellow aroma of wine, and her small nose moved up and down with her breathing, looking very adorable.

Her chubby little hands tried to grab the wine glass in front of her, but always missed, causing her to giggle. Her laughter was as clear as a silver bell and echoed throughout the banquet.

Xiao Chunya stood up shakily, her steps were unsteady, but she still tried hard to keep her balance. She looked so clumsy, like a little penguin that had just learned to walk.

Her hair was a little messy, with a few strands stuck to her sweaty forehead, but this did not detract from her cuteness at all, but instead added a bit of playfulness.

She narrowed her eyes and a satisfied smile spread across her face, as if this feeling of being drunk was the best thing in the world.

"Little Fatty, who am I?" Wu Xiang Guo Shi pushed Xiao Chun Ya back to her seat, held up two fingers, and asked, "What is this?"

"Brother Changqing, you are the second place for a thousand years!" Xiao Chunya had such a great resentment towards being the second place for a thousand years that she could still remember it even when she was drunk.

"Mingyue is the second one. Does little Fatty like him? Brother will give him to you." The low voice of Master Wuxiang was like tempting a little white rabbit.

"Brother Mingyue's things are too expensive. I can't afford them." Although Xiao Chunya was drunk, she still had some rationality and knew which was expensive and which was cheap.

"No money, I'll pay for it!" Wuxiang State Master smiled like a fox, stretched out his hand and high-fived the little fat girl, "The contract is done, Mingyue is yours, tomorrow I will count the property list and give it to you!"

Xiaochun was also drunk and lay on the table.

Everyone present was stunned and looked at National Master Wuxiang in disbelief. He actually sold out his brother for nothing at the Qionglin Banquet in the Imperial Garden!